Chapter 21: Wen Zhong: I'm Running Out of Breath!
"Excuse me... Is that Mr. Chen? β
Speaking from the heart, if it was a normal look at these two people who seemed to be abnormal in terms of dress and behavior, Wang Xuelin's first reaction must be to control them.
However, after Director Zhang of the police station gave the order, Wang Xuelin also suppressed the confusion in his heart and stepped forward to ask such an inquiry.
"Well, it's meβXiao Zhang has already told you, right?"
And Chen Doubi also raised the villain's face with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks at this time - how funny it looks like the gauze wrapped around his head.
"Take me to the site and have a look, and then you can leave."
"Okayβbut this is..."
"His name is Juesheng, and he is a monk."
Chen Doubi, on the other hand, waved his hand casually.
"Monk..."
After Wang Xuelin heard this, he also looked at the bald man called Juesheng on the side - this two-meter-tall and strong as a bear, and the tattoo on his chest can be seen, but he is actually a monk?
O liar!
"I know you may not believe it, but that's the way it is - hurry up and take us to the scene, there's still work to be done."
Chen Doubi was not surprised when he saw Wang Xuelin's expression, but just waved his hand casually - obviously Wang Xuelin was definitely not the first person to doubt the identity of the monk Juesheng.
"But Mr. Chen, your injuries?"
However, Wang Xuelin looked at the red-soaked gauze on the top of Chen Doubi's head with some hesitation at this time - said that the amount of bleeding is huge, is this old brother really okay?
"It's okay! It's just a small injury! β
And Chen Doubi also walked towards the inside of the martial law area as he spoke, and Juesheng also grinned at Wang Xuelin after seeing this, and then followed.
β... That's it? β
After arriving at the scene of the incident, Chen Doubi's brows were also tightly furrowed.
I saw that on the crosswalk by the river not far away, there was a rather terrifying scene!
A black wolfhound collapsed on the side of the road, and the road around it was soaked in blood and black-red.
"Well, someone passing by here on my morning jog this morning called the police."
Wang Xuelin nodded, and his face was slightly solemn - although it was just a dead dog, this kind of thing undoubtedly had a great impact on the surrounding residents.
And, more critically...
"This wound was torn open by a claw, right? Is there still a bear in Ganghwa City? β
"And... Is this bleeding a little too much? β
Chen Doubi directly pointed out the crux of the problem - the hideous opening in the belly of the poor wolf dog was no joke.
"We're also investigating this, and we'll test the blood after we close the team β but we can't rule out the suspicion that someone is playing a prank with fuel and props."
Wang Xuelin also said directly - there are all kinds of scum in this world now, and it is not surprising that dog abuse is not surprising.
But at this moment, Chen Doubi turned his gaze to Juesheng on the side - he was sure that things wouldn't be so simple, otherwise the old ghost in the group wouldn't let him and Juesheng run this trip in person!
And sure enough, at this time, the tall monk known as 'Juesheng' also nodded slowly after glancing at Chen Doubi.
"It's human blood."
Three simple words, but Wang Xuelin's expression changed instantly.
"Are you sure?"
Chen Doubi knew Juesheng's ability, so he just asked with a heavy face.
In comparison, Wang Xuelin looked at Juesheng with a hesitant expression: "Human blood? β
"Well, that's a mixture of human and dog blood - a little girl had an accident here last night."
Jue Sheng pointed to the pool of blood on the ground, which was quite large.
"Little girl? How can you be sure? β
Wang Xuelin asked in a deep voice - he couldn't understand what Chen Doubi and Juesheng said just now, not to mention how could he judge at a glance whether this was human blood or dog blood?
"If the donor doesn't believe me, he can take some blood and go back for testingβbut until then..."
Jue Sheng looked at the mess and sighed softly: "The poor monk should overtake this deceased first." β
When he said this, the great monk's slightly hideous face actually showed a little compassion.
"Excess?"
"Well, overkill."
While saying this, Juesheng also took out the 'magic weapon' used for transcendence from his arms.
That's a... Cell phone.
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And just when Wang Xuelin didn't understand what this chattering monk was going to do with his mobile phone, he heard that the mobile phone was playing another Buddhist scripture recited in a clear and gentle voice.
"If I smell it, it's hard to fall into my nose...."
Under the recitation of the Buddhist scriptures, Wang Xuelin also seemed to feel empty and quiet in his heart, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the barking of dogs like 'Wang' and 'Wang' gradually moving away.
And when Wang Xuelin came back to his senses a little, he saw that Juesheng had already put the mobile phone back in his pocket, and Wang Xuelin even felt a little regretful in his heart at this time - perhaps due to too much work pressure, he rarely felt this sense of peace and tranquility in his usual life.
But just when Wang Xuelin secretly regretted it in his heart...
"If you want it, Master Wang, I have this music source of my senior brother's 'Dizang Sutra' in my personal cloud music space, you only need to pay attention to my personal space 'Luo Tiesheng's Buddhist Sutra Club' to download it!"
He saw that Juesheng, who had been a high-ranking monk not long ago, gave him a thumbs up and laughed with a weak look!
Then, just when Wang Xuelin suddenly felt panicked in his heart, Chen Doubi on the side grabbed him: "I know you want to beat him now, but compared to this, finding the body of that little girl now is the most important." β
"Corpses..."
And Wang Xuelin was also quite professional and serious after hearing this word - although now he still didn't know why these two people were so sure that there had been a death here, but he also suddenly remembered what the previous director had told him.
Whatever Mr. Chan wants to do, you just have to cooperate." β
Thinking of this, he also nodded slightly: "Okay." β
So then, the police, who had planned to evacuate, also received orders to continue exploring the surrounding area.
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That evening.
"I said, do you two know how to swim? If not, let's not go, otherwise it will be dangerous! β
In the living room, Wen Zhong, who had just finished dinner, was still bitter.
In his opinion, this so-called water park mainly highlights two words - spending money!
And for him, who is already poor, the difficulty of spending money on his personal psychology is even higher than catching ghosts - after all, his previous experience of catching ghosts like catching cats really didn't make him feel so difficult.
"I can breathe underwater!"
"I don't have to breathe!"
However, it is obvious that Wen Zhong's persuasion is meaningless to a monster and a ghost at home.
And correspondingly, Wen Zhong felt that he was almost unable to breathe.